Based on Ubisoft's Assassin's Creed Series
The glass is shoved left. The light of the table lamp in front of him becomes stronger.
He shoves his left hand in front of the face. "Damn is that bright." he moans loudly.
Assassin's Creed
Vive L'Empereur!
"Adam, everything alright?" a female voice in the background asks.
"I am fine, Amelia." Adam answers, while the light becomes normal again, "The reality looks only much more weird after this trip."
He turns his head lightly to the left – his eyes wander across the blue curved seat, he is sitting in, in these moments, to a red-haired woman, who is found behind monitors.
"That was expected." she explains, while sitting down again slowly, which is why she disappears almost completely behind the monitors, "The real Animus isn't a Cloud only after all."
"Could cause less headache anyway." the blond man answers with a grin, while he massages his temples.
"Don't act like a baby, Adaś." the young woman replies, although a smile appears on her face, "So…how was it?"
The young man leans back. He looks for words apparently, before he says only one actually: "Real…"
"What you mean?" Amelia asks confused.
"Well what can I mean?", Adam replies without turning around, "As if everything was real…as if you were there actually…differently from these Interactive Propaganda-Games from Abstergo Entertainment on Helix, where you see after only one glance at the algorithm that somebody meddled with it.", he spits mentally, "That here…is real…was real…1782 at least."
Amelia stays silent first. One can hear the typing on a keyboard, before she presses: "And…have you found out, why Abstergo didn't want to publish it?"
"Already now?" Adam responds shocked, "I was in not for longer than few hours!"
"One hour…" Amelia corrects him, "You were in one hour."
"Really?" Adam asks and the disbelief is written all around his face, "I could swear it was longer."
"That's the Animus." Amelia explains, "You can spend years there, although only seconds pass for real.", she stops talking for a moment, seems to examine something on the monitors, "The window is open still for more than one hour. Apparently their security measures are indeed better, than I expected." she stands up partially again, so that her face is seen, "So what have you seen?"
Adam thinks about it for a moment, before replying: "Not now. First we should check out the other guy…how was his name again?"
"Davide."
"David?"
"Davide.", Amelia repeats, "Speak it like a French Guy."
"Davide.", Adam repeats, whereby his French accent sounds obviously exaggerated.
"Better.", Amelia responds only, suppressing a sigh, "What I should use for the start?"
"Like with our friend Cole." Adam explains, "The oldest data, which we stole from Abstergo Industries."
"Alright…" Amelia replies and more typing is heard, "That would be 1799, Paris."
"Quite late compared to Cole." Adam comments, "Let's see if it is as interesting."
"Yeah, yeah…" Amelia replies only and the typing stops slowly, "But don't dare to tell me nothing afterwards. I am as curious as you." it becomes silent completely, "Ready?"
"As ready as always." Adam explains, leaning back already. The glass in front of his eyes is already in place again.
"Then let's go." Amelia explains pressing another button.
And suddenly everything becomes bright for Adam again.